you and I
are not about poems or
other sentimental bullshit
but I have to tell you
even the way
you drink your coffee
knocks me the fuck out. "
okay this thing is happening. i know that with each day i’m getting really close to seeing dakota but i don’t know the exact date so i can’t even countdown and i’m getting really anxious and nervous and just like overwhelmed with the thought of seeing her and all i do all day is imagine scenarios about us meeting and what we’ll do and omg i might be losing it.
I want to trace my fingersand lipsand tongueand absorb your worryyour painand take it awayand replace itwith love.
Bre come here already babygirl. I miss you.
I never even thought about marriage until I met you. I never wanted to settle down. I never wanted to have kids. I never wanted to be with one person until I met you. I’m really glad I met you.